Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

In the middle of Ouyang Feiyu's words, Mu Ziling said calmly: "Are you finished?"

Ouyang Feiyu paused at the corner of his mouth, and then smiled wordlessly.

Mu Ziling was too lazy to talk to him, she pouted towards the courtyard door, and directly issued the order to evict the guests: "In that case, it's better to leave."

With that said, Mu Ziling walked towards the gate of the courtyard first.

Outside the courtyard wall, knowing that Mu Ziling must have heard their conversation just now, the well-trained ghosts and ghosts showed a rare panic on their faces.

And when the two looked at each other, for a moment, not knowing how to explain the topic just now, Mu Ziling had already left the courtyard, standing about five meters away from them.

Mu Ziling folded his arms around his chest and looked at the two of them indifferently.

She obviously didn't make any noise, but just being watched like this, Ghosting Ghostly shuddered unknowingly in her heart.

You know, usually they would only feel this kind of feeling from their own master, but now looking at this female master who looks weak but has a powerful aura like a queen, their hearts are trembling.

Ghosts and ghosts stood solemnly, Mu Ziling didn't speak, they didn't move or speak.

Mu Ziling also knew that these two people were not so easy to speak, what's more, if they didn't want to say something, even if they killed them, they would definitely not reveal a word.

It's just that they have unshakeable tempers, and Mu Ziling's temper has always been bad.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the two were still deadlocked and silent, Mu Ziling looked at them with a half-smile: "Long Xiaoyu has really raised two loyal and good subordinates, well, that's great."

Ghosting and Ghosting could hear the sarcasm in her words.

Ghosting, who was already resentful towards Mu Ziling, clenched his fist unwillingly.

The ghost next to him sensed that he had a faint urge to speak, so he pulled him calmly, motioning him not to speak.

Mu Ziling saw it in his eyes, and the light in his eyes gradually turned cold, his patience was clearly pushed to the breaking point.

She looked at the ghosts and ghosts with a cold gaze, and said with a sneer, "I know that you are hard-boned, able to fight and resist, and will not give in at all, so I will not do anything to you, but you have been with Long Xiaoyu for so long, you should know what his weakness is? Tell me, if I touch his weakness, what will happen?"

Mu Ziling's words were too unexpected, causing Ghosty and Ghosty's brain circuits to slow down and not understand what she meant.

And when they figured it out——

Ouyang Feiyu, who was still standing on the high wall, narrowed his eyes slightly, and opened his mouth at the right time: "Little fox, it's boring to hear what they say, why don't we talk?"

Hearing this excited voice, Mu Ziling frowned, raised her eyes impatiently and glanced over: "What's the matter with you?! If you don't leave, don't blame me for being rude."

"What do you think we should talk about?" Ouyang Feiyu didn't seem to mind being treated so coldly, he stroked his chin, and said meaningfully: "Why don't we talk about that snowy day..."

He deliberately hesitated to speak, and deliberately prolonged the ending. To those who don't know the story, the story in these words seems to be enough to make people daydream.

A flash of anger flashed in Mu Zi's eyes, and he scolded Ouyang Feiyu thousands of times in his heart.

She didn't expect that it's okay for this person to linger, but he couldn't drive him away even if he still chased him away, it was extremely shameless.

But facing such a brazen person, Mu Ziling immediately had no choice.

Mu Ziling glanced at ghosts and ghosts, then glared at Ouyang Feiyu angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "You better be able to spit out ivory from your mouth!"

After gritting her teeth and saying this, she shook her head and left first.

Ouyang Feiyu smiled helplessly and followed closely behind.

After the two disappeared one after the other, Ghost suddenly sneered: "It's best if there's something wrong with those two, and it's best that the woman can leave here on her own initiative..."

Ghost Ying hadn't finished speaking, and the ghost, who was secretly relieved because Mu Ziling had left, squinted at him: "Shut up, you, don't you understand what the princess just said? The master's weakness is her. If there is something wrong with her, do you think the master will let us go?"

"So what?" Gui Ying said disapprovingly: "You didn't listen to what Prince Beining said just now, it's clear that they have ghosts, maybe that woman has a different heart."

Ghost smiled wryly and shook his head: "Shadow, you are too naive. If you don't say whether the princess will have a different heart, but if she has the same thoughts as the master, we can't guess at all. And...you and I both know that the master loves his wife as much as his life. If you really think about the master, you should do your best to protect the princess."

Ghosting looked unwilling.

Ghost patted him on the shoulder and sighed softly: "Forget it, you won't listen no matter how much you say, think about it yourself."

-

Twilight fell.

The vast sky is gradually covered with a layer of navy blue, the moonlight is bright, and the stars are scattered throughout the night sky, the artistic conception is quiet and psychedelic.

Pray for the stables of the palace.

A few oil lamps were hung on the beams and pillars of the stables, laying another layer of bright color under the silver-white moonlight.

Two figures appeared here with their front and rear feet.

Ouyang Feiyu, who had followed Mu Ziling all the way, looked up at the sky, then at the stable next to him that smelled like horses, with a look of disgust on his face: "Little fox, why don't you have any flair? Such a beautiful moonlight, you bring me here for a tryst—"

Before Ouyang Feiyu blurted out the last "ah", Mu Ziling glared at him coldly: "If you talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I will make it impossible for you to speak again in this lifetime."

"So ruthless?" Ouyang Feiyu seemed to be frightened on the surface, but he was not afraid of death in action. He approached Mu Ziling and whispered in her ear: "If I can be dumbfounded by you, I will admit it, so that every time I want to talk, I can think of you..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Ziling slammed his elbow into his stomach viciously.

"Hmm!" Ouyang Feiyu was caught off guard, and was knocked back a few steps, staring at Mu Ziling with pain and resentment.

Mu Ziling waited with a cold face: "Tell me, what exactly do you want?"

Ouyang Feiyu held his stomach that was throbbing with pain from the impact, and groaned, as if he was too uncomfortable to speak.

Mu Ziling squinted her eyes, showing no sympathy, but said resolutely: "This is the first and last time, Ouyang Feiyu, I really don't want to see you again, and don't appear in front of me again."

"I hate you so much?" Ouyang Feiyu's expression flickered slightly, and there seemed to be a wound in his eyes.

Mu Ziling didn't even think about it, and said coldly: "Yes."

One word, crisp and sharp, hit the nail on the head.

Ouyang Feiyu was injured internally immediately, but he seemed dissatisfied and wanted to die: "It's because of that day..."

As if knowing what Ouyang Feiyu was going to say next, a flash of anger flashed in Mu Ziling's eyes: "I warn you, if you mention that again, I will make your death very rhythmic!"

"Okay, okay, don't mention it." Ouyang Feiyu responded again and again, but then murmured vaguely: "After all, it is a secret that belongs to the two of us. How can I be willing to tell others?"

Mu Ziling seemed to be very angry, and said coldly: "You!"

"I'm afraid that Long Xiaoyu will know if you don't want you?" Ouyang Feiyu looked like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, and the tone of his mouth seemed to have a taste of desire: "If he doesn't want... the best..."

In the last words, he deliberately lengthened the ending sound, and his expression seemed to mean "he doesn't want me to".

Looking at Ouyang Feiyu's whimsical face, Mu Ziling smiled instead of anger: "Ouyang Feiyu, are you sure you want to continue this topic?"

I was really afraid that this little fox would be forced to do something irreparable and cruel to him, so Ouyang Feiyu clicked on it and stopped this sensitive topic in due course.

He rubbed his stomach that was still slightly aching, and cast a faint glance at Mu Ziling: "Your little sister is going to have her head chopped off soon, so you're not worried at all?"

Originally, Mu Ziling really didn't want to accept this person's affection at all, but now that he has brought this matter to his door, why should she be polite to him?

Mu Ziling still didn't have a good face, and said in a cold voice, "Say something directly."

Who knows, Mu Ziling let go of his attitude just a little bit, and Ouyang Feiyu picked it up. He leaned against the stake of the stable, and the old god asked on the ground: "I want to talk, what benefits will you give? Do you want to give me a few more? Just hit here... just here..."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed to his chest.

Ah……

Mu Ziling sneered, and cast a sidelong glance at him, his eyes were as straightforward as looking at an idiot.

"Come on, give me a few more punches." Ouyang Feiyu nodded happily, his eyes seemed to say with interest: Hurry up and hit my chest with your little fist.

This man is not only sick, but very sick!

Mu Ziling clenched her fist secretly, but she didn't like Ouyang Feiyu's intentions, she said disapprovingly: "Not to mention pulling down."

After saying that, Mu Ziling waved his hands, as if he wanted to leave.

"Little fox, why are you so boring?" Ouyang Feiyu showed a lack of interest, and then seemed to think of something interesting, with a smile in his eyes: "Why don't I make an interesting magic trick for you?"

Hearing this, Mu Ziling turned around and left almost without any hesitation, but before she had taken two steps, she suddenly stopped and turned to look at Ouyang Feiyu.

In just a few seconds, Ouyang Feiyu conjured up a hemp rope out of nowhere, and tied his hands together firmly.

Mu Ziling didn't see how he tied his hands round and round, but he understood the intention of his so-called magic all at once.

How did this man manage to tie himself up?

Mu Ziling's eyes flickered slightly, and there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

Catching the doubt in her expression, the corner of Ouyang Feiyu's mouth curled up in satisfaction, and then his feet seemed to be restrained, and he jumped towards Mu Ziling.

This man's hands are bound, not his feet, why is he jumping around?

Mu Ziling rolled her eyes in disdain, and when Ouyang Feiyu was about to jump in front of her, she subconsciously took two steps back to keep a distance from him.

Ouyang Feiyu immediately lowered his face, and asked angrily: "You don't want to know how I was tied?"